T—he Anne of the past simply did not know how the world worked, but now, she had become strong, and did not need to rely on anyone anymore. This feeling made Alan feel uncomfortable, and he wanted to love and love her even more.
Anne bit his lower lip and laughed coldly: "I don't want to experience the feeling of being kicked out again!"
Alan's strong body trembled again. Could it be that three years ago, it was not her who moved away from his home, but his mother who drove his out?
"Anne, I'm sorry, I didn't know ..."
"You don't need to apologize to me. I have long recognized the reality of this situation and the identity between us!" Anne had already felt relieved, just that, when she thought about how her journey had been thrown out that day, her heart still felt some pain.
If not for her persistent love for Alan, how could she have allowed others to humiliate her?
Unfortunately, in this world, love could not represent everything. It could not surpass the cruelty of reality, nor could it change the complexity of human nature.
Alan looked at her slim body, not knowing how to comfort her.
The little guy in his embrace reached out to touch his face, pinched his nose, and then tugged at his hair. It was very mischievous, but it was also very adorable.
"Go play with her. I'll call you when I've finished cooking!" Anne turned his head and saw that his daughter seemed to be very interested in Alan.
Alan could only nod his head: "Alright, I'll take her to play! If you need any help, you can call me!"
"No need!" Anne said indifferently.
Alan carried her daughter into his toy room. The little guy was interested in everything, and when Alan casually teased her, she could laugh very happily with very little laughter.
Alan hugged her as she teased him in every way. Listen to her childish laughter, Alan only felt very satisfied.
An hour later, Anne came over to call them for dinner.
Alan carried his daughter to the dining table and sat down. Seeing the fragrant three dishes and a soup on the table, he suddenly felt at home.
Even though he came from a wealthy background, he had never experienced the true warmth of a home ever since he was young.
His parent's relationship was cold, and they often did not get together to eat, so Alan liked to go out and run more, and the more he went out, the more he forgot what it meant to be at home.
At this moment, although the dishes in front of him were not that precious, and even though they did not look good, Alan felt that they had a meaning that could be compared to every meal he ate at home.
Anne picked up his daughter's food and prepared to feed her. When he raised his head and saw that Alan was not moving his chopsticks at all, he couldn't help but ask, "What happened to you? Do you think the food I cook is not tasty? "
Alan's expression shook, and chuckled as he replied: "Of course not, how could I dislike your cooking? If you are willing to cook for me, then I will be very happy and satisfied."
Anne disapprovingly snorted: "Who wants to cook for you? I'm cooking for my daughter and me, I'm just cooking for you!"
Alan knew that she was saying these kinds of angry words on purpose, so he didn't bother with his.
The taste was pretty good!
"Daddy, hello!" Edwards Crystal, who had built a good relationship with Alan earlier, suddenly had a small outburst. She did not want Anne to feed her anymore.
Alan was startled for a second, and in the next moment, he immediately sat on the other side of his daughter happily. He said complacently: "Did you hear that, my daughter can't leave me anymore!"
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